Ah, will you forgive me I'm calling, I'm calling your name Ah, should've never done that Ah, why did I do that I'm calling, I'm calling your name
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me? I'm calling, I'm calling your name Ah, should've never done that Ah, why do I do that? Will you forgive me? I'm calling, I'm calling your name Where
me? I'm calling, I'm calling your name Ah, should've never done that Ah, why do I do that? Will you forgive me? I'm calling, I'm calling your name
call out names, names, I hate you more Let's call out names, names, for sure I'll call you bitch for short As a last resort and my first resort You call
a move on your mom's crib Think we got knives an' guns? We got bombs, kid Blow up your whole block, ya hear the gunshots Throw you in the Syndicate cellar an' let your
a star (Hook x4) let it loose now (Shanell Bridge) Can you make me sound like the strings you playing Autograph your name in the sheets we lay in Boy tonight your
still figure me bad As a young, it was too much to cope with Why you think, mo'fuckers nick named me, Cook Coke Shit Should've been called Don Robbery
could change your life If you give me that chance to be your man I won't let you down, baby If you give me that chance to be your man Here baby, put
Jamil and them We originate styles, other be stealin them [Vigilante] You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is next? Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your
to hell, if I don't abide And that's why I yell, B E N Z we ride Straight to the corner, down to the side In the B E N Z we Roll around the corner with
what it costs I'm the type to lose at dice and rob for what I lost God Glory Hallelujahs, you miss a call I knew ya And what's ya name? My name Ali,
, whoa When I call yo name It's all about the poom poom nanny nanny And mo' money With me pink bunny and the G You just in the D J.E. era, chromed out
can take me out the game My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King A Midwest rider like my dirty Jesse James The C E O of dirty and he go by
uhh Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your bitch? Now do you love your nigga or do you trust your nigga? Yeah [Verse One] Now do you love your
your moms' crib no more I'm the type of bitch that leave a nigga nose stiff And get his hoes hit, make his toes shift 'Tl the demands in all, yo can call
gotta wake up these niggas myself, An E&J sipper, but my shit is top shelf, Young J, the rawest shit you niggas ever heard of. A journalist nigga, call
